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I don’t get to finish because her eyes roll as Carson bites her and then she’s coming, clamping down so hard I have to grit my teeth. She’s so tight her orgasm triggers mine, and I cry out, grasping onto her hips, releasing deep inside her, feeling like my brain is going to explode and this whole experience will be the death of me. I throw my head back, startled at the explosion of stars above us, and Allie continues to grip my hand through it all.
Carson kisses her lips. “You were perfect,” he says. Then he turns to me.
“Take her inside.”
He doesn’t need to tell me twice. I’m still inside her when I pick her up. She wraps her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck, and I stride toward the doors. My heart is beating so fast and hard I know she’ll feel it against her cheek. All I want to do is get us away from onlookers so I can talk to her and take care of her.
It’s instinct to retreat to my room, and only when the door is closed behind us do I consider that maybe she would have preferred to go to her own space.
I take a seat on the edge of the mattress, and Allie turns to face me. “Jimmy.”
Her eyes drift to the space between us where we’re still joined and I’m still hard as a fucking iron bar. “Are you okay?” I ask.
Her lips find mine as an answer and we kiss like teens on a first date, discovering each other in the weirdest backward way, and before I know what’s happening, she starts to move in my lap. It’s little movements of her hips at first, just rocking against me, testing the depth of my cock. I stay still, unsure whether she’s still feeling the aftereffects of her orgasm or if she wants to go again. I don’t feel like I can presume because this situation is messed up.
When the shallow rocking becomes deeper, I grab her face and hold her still in front of me.
“You want to fuck again?”
Her coffee-colored eyes blink fast, her lashes casting dancing shadows over her cheekbones before she nods.
“Seriously, Allie. Are you sure about any of this?”
“You’re in me. You’re hard. I think the sex is happening already.”
I pull my eyebrows into an exaggerated upside-down V and nod. “You’re right. The time for pre-sex conversation was over a while back.”
“Yeah. We’re a mile down the road, Jimmy. No turning back now.”
“You’re cute when you’re flirty and philosophical.”
She grins. “It’s a winning combination that secures the hottest of fuck buddies.”
I put my hand over my heart and drop my expression to something comically sad. “Is that all I am to you? A cock to use?”
“A cock attached to a staggeringly beautiful body and a very pretty face.” She touches my eyebrow, and my temple, brushing the shell of my ear and then my cheek.
“Now you’re just trying to get into my pants.”
We laugh, and it’s cute, but the way it makes her pussy squeeze causes the blood to leave my head in a rush. Jesus. I drop back and she climbs over me, rocking her hips as I help her control the movements with my hands splayed over her dress.
“Show me how to make it good,” she says.
“Like this.” I tug on her hips, showing her the rhythm that feels the best, then I angle her body closer to mine. I would prefer her naked and the clothes I’m still wearing are stifling, but it feels too good and it’s taking every ounce of concentration and restraint for me to keep going.
Allie pushes her hands under my shirt, searching my body with greedy strokes. “Damn, you're ripped.” Her panted compliment is music to my ears. I roll her until she’s beneath me, hooking one of her legs over my shoulder and driving deep. “Fuck. Fuck.”
She comes hard, twitching beneath me and I’m filling the condom before I realize it’s for the second time. Shit. Stupid. Stupid. I pull out in a flash. Rolling onto my back again, I check around the condom, but it seems okay. Allie might be happy leaving with some memories, but a baby is a whole other story.
She twists until she’s lying in a letter c shape facing me, so I do the same.
Don’t fall asleep.The urge to give into the sandman and pass out is real.
“I can’t believe we did that,” she says, biting her lip to conceal a smile. I search her expression for regret but find none.
“Me either.” I run my hand over hertricep, relishing her smooth skin and the softness of her body.
“And you carried me up the stairs like I weigh nothing, which I know isn’t true.”
